WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MAJOR NSFW THEMES. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH SEXUAL ACTIVITY, SOMEWHAT DISGUSTING CONTENT, OR TATER TOT ABUSE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Mercedes pulled opened her two closet doors. At first sight, all that might appear are some pink and purple t-shirts, gold merchandise and several pairs of pants. But if one were to push all of that aside, on the back wall would be a red-orange button. Mercedes knew she only should touch this button in case of an emergency. For example, when she was in second grade her Mom lost tampons and the blood was gushing out of the vagina. Turns out Mercedes ate the tampons. That was the only time Mercedes pushed the button. Now, she was going to add another time to this list; a bigger emergency.

She slowly placed her index finger on the tip of the button, and with a slow tap a huge map descended from the ceiling. It was an outline of the Jones' house. It touched every corner of the room, and curled a bit at the bottom. The lights dimmed and a spotlight appeared on it.

"Honey, how can this help you find your tater tots?" Mrs. Jones asked her daughter.

"They are in this house somewhere," Mercedes replied. "We'll use it how we used it to help find the tampons. With this map we can survey the entire house and find the tots. I'm not giving up."

Mrs. Jones nodded and promised her child that she will help as much as she possibly can. "Good. First let's go downstairs to the kitchen," Mercedes suggested. "Dad normally hides things in that room. He hid the ice cream after dinner there, he hid my candy after Halloween, he also hid your vibrator there."

Mercedes' Mom agreed. "Let's go!"

They slowly walked down the steps, afraid of where the tots might be. What if they were drowning? That could surely frighten Mercedes. What if they were in a bomb? Their life was at risk, as they looked for the tots.

"Tots, tots! Come out, come out wherever you are!" Mercedes screamed hopelessly for her tots. Mercedes thought that if the tot god heard her, perhaps he could lead her to them. "Where are you?"

Mercedes and her mom searched through every inch of the kitchen. They weren't there. "I guess we have to move to a different room," Mercedes explained to her mom. "Where next?"

"I can't do it," Mrs. Jones told Mercedes. "It hurts to walk, honey. I might have a rash or something. I'll sit right here."

"Are you sure you can't continue?" Mercedes asked her Mom. She nodded.

"Don't give up though," her Mom said as she put herself in a chair. Mercedes nodded and ran back upstairs to cross the kitchen off of the map.

"Now it's time to check…. the living room," Mercedes decided. But then again she couldn't find them there.

She checked every room, every inch, every millimeter but the tots were no where to be found.

Mercedes slowly ventured back to the room where her mom was sitting. "I give up. The tots are gone forever. For once I thought I could have love, but I guess not."

"Holy shit Mercedes," her mother spoke. "How many fucking times do you have to give up in this goddamn awful fanfic that no one reads?"

"Mom, I'm sure several people read this fanfic."

"Oh really?" Mrs. Jones assured Mercedes. "Maybe they should write a review. Maybe they should-"

"Mom! That's not the point," Mercedes interrupted. "I don't why I keep trying so hard for my tater tots. Why don't they try as hard for me?"

Mrs. Jones looked into her daughter's eyes and saw the sadness that they held. "One time one of my best friends in middle school started ignoring me. She wouldn't talk to me for months, and it seemed like forever. The guidance counselor told me that true friendship finds its way back to each other. And what do you know? Now we're best friend. Does love work that way too? I'm sure of it. Mercedes, you're beautiful. And even if you don't find these tots, there's plenty others. Besides, who needs a tot god when you have me?"

All of a sudden a miracle happened. A bright light emerged from not in the house, but in the legs of Mrs. Jones. Mercedes unzipped her Mom's pants and the light was coming from a rather awkward place, in the vagina of Mrs. Jones. Mercedes got her two hands and opened up her mom's hole as far as it can go and there they were, the tater tots.

"Mom, how the hell did they get there?" Mercedes questioned.

"Bitch, how the hell am I supposed to know? I sit down for one minute and all of a sudden a swarm of tater tots be stuck up my pussy!"

Mercedes pulled them all out. She stuck out her tongue and licked them all clean, and every one of them was brand as new; in mint condition.

"I guess that tot god really does exist," her Mom assured. "Listen, about that cruise I told you about, it boards in a week. I want you to go."

Mercedes smiled and thanked her Mom, but assured that Sam can't make plans in a week.

"I want you to go with your love Mercedes," Mrs. Jones implied. "Your tater tots."

Mercedes teared up at the thought. Her and the tots going on a cruise.

"Where is the cruise going to?" she asked.

"Well I'll drive you to New York, which is where the Carnival boat is departing. You'll go down the east coast and all the way to the Bahamas!" Mrs. Jones excited her daughter. "It's going to be a week long."

This trip sounded like a dream come true for Mercedes. How better could life possibly get?

"Thank you so much Mom. It really means a lot you know."

Mrs. Jones chuckled a bit. "I know."

All of them shared an embrace. Mercedes, Mrs. Jones, and even the tots gave each other a huge group hug.

"We better start packing. You know you even get to swim with dolphins."

Mercedes smiled and they all headed up to her room to start packing.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Thanks for reading! Next chapter will be posted on 1/15. The cruise is very funny, so make sure to share to your friends and keep reading!